Monk Hongji took a deep breath, his expression suddenly serious. “Young Lord Su, are you perhaps interested in joining the Ten Directions Pavilion?”

Before Su Yi could respond, the monk smiled obsequiously and continued, “If you join us, we’ll promote you directly to the rank of ‘elder’, and you’ll oversee the matters of an entire nation. In addition, every month, you’ll receive one hundred tier-four spirit stones, fifty stalks of tier-four spiritual medicine, and….”

The words poured out non-stop as he listed the enormous benefits of joining up.

It was no exaggeration to say that these conditions were enticing enough to tempt even Earthly Immortals.

More importantly, upon becoming an elder of the Ten Directions Pavilion, you could trade your accumulated merit for the organization’s highest level of secret intelligence!

But Su Yi wasn’t at all moved. He said without the slightest ripple of surprise, “Why are you suddenly inviting me to join you?”

The monk suddenly felt awkward. “I won’t lie to you; I’m here on orders. Hm… This was our boss’s decision. Boss is the leader of the Ten Directions Pavilion’s Great Zhou branch, as well as the head of we seven elders.”

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